I love this story lol. It started off with a daydream and now it's blossoming into a literary experience that can be enjoyed by everyone. Well now, just to let you know, Harley is NOT Antoinette's biological mother. That's why she calls Harley by her first name and calls Joker her father. This climactic interlude is dedicated to MetallicGecko, a wonderfully hilarious friend. (:


Bittersweet Interlude

Sirens. Loud sirens and they're getting closer. Broken glass and triggered alarm systems. Who's laughing? Oh...it's me. Priceless gems and artifacts, shiny and sparkly. Vines, fear gas, riddles and coins. GPD and blood everywhere. Gunshots and shattered glass. Getaway cars and giggles. The Batman...

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED DOWN HERE!?"

The sound of my father's voice peeled my eyelids open and brought me back to reality. What did happen last night? Asked Toonz as I groggily rolled onto my stomach. And why are we on the floor? I was eye-to-eye with black and white spats and a concrete floor. As I lifted my heavy head slowly, I eventually met the upset gaze of daddy.

"Wha?...Where am I?" I asked in a raspy tone, my head was swimming and my clothes felt uncomfortably sticky. I managed to prop myself onto my elbows so I could get a better look at my surroundings.

"You're in the living room and BLEEDING all over the place! And we just got the place cleaned up too!" He complained as he yanked me to my feet. I wobbled but that made his grip tighten even more and without warning I received a harsh smack across the face. My eyes bulged and my head split into an unbearable headache.

"I'm sorry! And what do you mean i'm bleeding?" He gave a huff and dragged me to the broken mirror placed at the foot of the steps, allowing me to find out why my clothes felt so sticky. He lifted my shirt to reveal a bullet wound and deep gash across my left ribcage, it was crusted over and swollen but the bullet hole in my side was still leaking red. I raised my eyebrows incredulously and turned towards him.

"Well would you look at that...i've been shot!" I said in the same fashion before my body slugged to the ground.

When I came to I saw that I was in bed and patched up pretty decently. I also realized the cup of water and Ibuprofen and downed both graciously, spilling water all over my clean shirt and bedspread. My cell phone was buzzing from beneath my pillow and I was elated to see that Harvey was calling. Calm your panties girl, aha. I furrowed my brows but ignored the immature comment.

"Hello?" I answered shyly. My breathing slightly quickened at the sound of his voice reaching through the speaker.

"Goodmorning sleeping beauty." He said sweetly yet sarcastically. I couldn't help but smile to myself.

"So you wanna fill me in on what happened after we left the Lounge because I sure as hell don't remember." He chuckled and I could practically see him shaking his head in humor.

"Do you want a boring lie or the hilarious truth?" I pondered on it and then shrugged.

"The hilarious truth please." I requested with a smile and solid nod.

"Well let's see... After we finished making out in the VIP section, you decided that we should 'blow this popsicle stand' and get to the good stuff. No, not that good stuff, sadly." I rolled my eyes and giggled. "So after rounding up the crew and Rocco, we headed to the Gotham Museum to check out that new shipment of clown/jester themed artifacts that had arrived a couple days ago. It sounded easy enough but by the time we pulled up, you were so ripped that I suggested you wait this one out. This lead to you throwing a hissy fit and threatening to "blow our assholes inside out" with a Joker bomb if anyone tried to stop you. After, we finally made it inside for like ten minutes before you tripped and triggered an alarm. You, again, decided that we should stay and have a good rumble, so we did. Killed about a dozen pigs and hightailed it out of there. We ran into a bit of trouble on the road though." His voice turned sheepish and I knew what was next to come.

With a great huff I asked him, "Did I piss off Batman?" He laughed, hard and long, at my guess.

"Umm yeah, you could call it that. You kinda puked all over his Batsuit and his Boy Wonder." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA OH T-THAT'S PRICELESS! AND IN FRONT OF EVERYONE TOO! O-OHJESUSFUCKINGCHRIST! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA! I couldn't even believe it...I threw up...on Batman and Robin...in front of all my friends...including Harvey Dent... My love life is no longer existent. I could hear Harvey's chuckling die down and soon after, hear his tone change to a matter of solemn seriousness.

"But then something went wrong.. It happened so fast I couldn't react in time.." His voice wavered a bit, "Bats tossed a batarang your way and it scraped you pretty good. You screamed and when I looked up, I heard a gun shot. Everyone froze, including the Bats, as you gave out a giggle and dropped to the floor like a sack of groceries."

What the hell? "So Bats shot me!?" I shouted as I clutched at my wound, flinching as I did so.

"No, no! I was watching him the whole time, it wasn't him. It came from somewhere else. Somewhere outside the fight, as if they were just waiting there for the right time to take you out." I could tell he was getting angry so I tried to lighten up the mood.

"Well what happened to a simple dinner and a movie?" There was a pause and then a snicker.

"You know what kid, you get more and more like J everyday. It's starting to give me a real headache." He joked.

"Yeah let's hope that I don't fall too far off the deep end or you'll really have a conniption." I could tell he was happy again by the way his laugh boomed over the speaker, sweet yet strong and without care. I wonder if he was the sweetheart who dropped us of at the warehouse? I did want to know that one so when the giggles died down, I asked.

"Well no actually. Rocc carried you to the car and everyone left with you. I distracted the Bat so you guys wouldn't have any further troubles." Now that's what I call a gentleman.

"Well maybe you could come over today and take care of me Mr. Chivalry? I could use a little R&R-"

"Harvey? Baby come back to bed. I already played with Dr. Jekyll and now I wanna see Mr. Hyde."

"..."

What? Eh..eheehhe...eheheeeheheehheeheheahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAA! Tooney's laughter echoed the sound of my father's, loud and maniacle. She didn't think this was funny either, she just thought that killing Dent and his whore was. I agreed and in the split second I heard her voice I knew exactly who the bitch was..

"I-is that B-betty Monroe?" I nearly whispered into the receiver. Harvey didn't even get to answer me before the line went dead. I grabbed my keys off my vanity and sprinted out the door, past a surprised Harley and a curious Joker.

Dent and his whore just fucked with the wrong FUCKING CLOWN!